You're kidding….that was the dressing room of the Country Club?!?!? Holy shit, how can a place that was so large have such a small dressing room? Well like I said that was one of the few places I didn’t play at.

Although the dressing room you see here with Paul & John was the smaller of the two... King Kobra were the headliners that night...

Gazzarri’s used to have these wooden squares on the walls backstage for people to write graffiti on (in the hope that people would write on those squares instead of the walls). Well one time we were doing a show there and I had invited this girl that I really liked, unfortunately another girl who I had just slept with a few nights earlier had decided to show up and found out about the girl I had invited and proceeded to tell her a whole bunch of bullshit about me in the hopes of cock blocking me. Well that started all sorts of drama which really pissed me off. So out of anger I ripped one of those wood squares out of the wall, threw it on the floor and broke it into several pieces. Then as I started pacing around the backstage like a crazed madman trying to calm myself down, I failed to notice that there was a nail protruding from one of the pieces of the wooden square that I smashed on the floor and I stepped right on it. Once I did that, I flew into a rage and started ripping more of those squares out of the wall and threw them around in a mad frenzy like a complete asshole. The guys in my band were trying to calm me down before security would take notice……but it was too late! Security came in, fucking pinned me against the wall and yelled “That’s it, you’re outta here!!!” and started to drag me out of the backstage towards the main entrance/exit of the club. Now I’m screaming “Hey, I’m in the band, we’re going on in like 40 minutes!” They then threw me outside on the sidewalk and said to me “You can come back in when it’s time for you to go onstage, but you’re not allowed back in until then!” So now I’m just sitting there in front on the club in the cold, like the complete dumbass that I was while everyone I know is walking into the club asking me “Hey what are you doing out here, aren’t you supposed to be going on soon?” I’m like “They threw me out”. I had to repeat that over and over again to almost every person who was walking into the club. I eventually just shortened my explanation to “I’m a dumbass!” Which I was. LOL!!!

Dude try having two chicks at your show that DON'T know about each other... Kept one upstairs and the other downstairs... Felt like a trackmeet running up and down those stairs all night....

Wed Jul 23, 2008 6:46 pm

Lamer

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Xelatunes wrote:

Dude try having two chicks at your show that DON'T know about each other... Kept one upstairs and the other downstairs... Felt like a trackmeet running up and down those stairs all night....

Win

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Wed Jul 23, 2008 6:59 pm

Rich

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Xelatunes wrote:

Dude try having two chicks at your show that DON'T know about each other... Kept one upstairs and the other downstairs... Felt like a trackmeet running up and down those stairs all night....

Yeah, but you didn't sit outside of Gazzari's just before your band goes on, with a hole in your foot, having to tell everyone
you're a 'dumbass', like a 1st grader sitting in the corner!

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